Well, for a change of pace, I'll say he wasn't exactly my first choice, but overall I'm happy with the pick. One of the better recent picks in my eyes.

A decade ago, I enjoyed reading The Remains of the Day. But I only know Ishiguro from that novel. These days, for a few years now, I don't care who wins; I don't follow the discussions, I don't try to guess. The probabilities of someone I've actually read and enjoyed winning are so slim, it's a waste of time and energy. I even forget it's that time of the year until I start seeing this thread rise like Lazarus.

I'm more fascinated by the fallout, the spectacle around the whole thing afterwards. So many columnists take the prize so seriously and think its behaviour and choices will have earth-shattering implications for the future of literature, it's so funny.